One time, after my first wife died of leukemia, I talked to God every day non-stop for a couple of years. I had many things to say to Him. None of which were very kind, but occasionally spattered with "Why?". I was in a constant state of prayer, and despair. Now, time has eroded the sharp memories I have of her, but the grief and anger will never end because the best friend I ever had was taken from me. I will never make love with her on top of Stone Mountain again, or hear her asking me to stop making her laugh. God, she had a laugh, the angels applauded when they heard her little giggle. Her name was Donna. I used to sing the Ritchie Valens song all day long, to her, and to anyone who would listen. But, God, in his infinite wisdom, chose to remove her from this earth. Sometimes, I feel guilty if I feel good, or see something like a sunrise, or the little geckos on the stone wall out back doing their morning pushups. She should be here to see these things, not me. Question?: why god?
2007-09-23
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